This is my first fan-fic ever. So please don't kill me for grammar and hopefully this story is entertaining, it was when I wrote it, enjoy.
"Are you really going to stand there and scowl at him?" Michonne hadn't noticed Maggie watching her glaring at Rick and Jessie from the front of a tree trunk away from everyone else. Judith calmly kept herself busy by investigating one of Michonne's dreadlocks as she was held in her arms.
"I'm not scowling." Michonne frowned without turning her head, avoiding looking at Maggie's worried stare. Her eyes remained focused on the interaction between Rick and Jessie, as Glenn and Abraham continued packing up the van. The sun was so brutal that Abraham already had giant sweat stains down the ribcage of his dingy white tank top.
The three men were going on a short run for supplies for Alexandria. This was their first time outside the comfort of the gates since they had entered a few weeks back. It didn't take long for the group to be there before the women of Alexandria were throwing themselves at Rick, using requests to see his daughter Judith as an excuse, but Michonne wasn't buying it. None were more annoying than Jessie. Ever since Rick went ballistic and killed her husband Pete, she came sniffing around the house daily as if she was a stray puppy, and Rick began more and more absent at home.
Maggie rolled her eyes. "I completely understand why you're upset with Rick. Before Jessie came along, you two had this weird unspoken connection, and now it's thrown off. But if you care about him the way I know that he does about you, you can at least put your grievances aside and tell him bye."
"And how exactly does Rick feel about me?" Michonne darted her eyes towards her friend, she had been blindsided by Maggie's striking claim.
"It's obvious. Every time you used to go on runs Rick would of course say bye to everyone, but he would spend extra making sure his precious Michonne returned unscathed."
"Well that was before his blond Barbie shown up." Michonne grumbled, watching Jessie place a kiss on Rick's cheek, and Rick standing there blushing like an idiot. Disgusted by the scene, Michonne purposely preoccupied herself with readjusting Judith's clothes. 6y
"Do you hear yourself? Michonne, you of all people have nothing to feel jealous about."
"Did you not just see that kiss?"
"I did. Although Jessie is constantly falling all over Rick, he barely reciprocates. Rick is a nice guy, he's not going to push her off of him unless he has a flat out reason to. Plus I bet he's enjoying the attention. His wife has been gone a while now, I think it's fair that he started to enjoy a feminine presence." Michonne was now the one rolling her eyes. "It should be you, but you're too chicken to initiate anything with him. He's at least trying in the best way he knows how."
"What are you talking about?" Michonne asked, readjusting Judith on her other hip one last time before finally submitting to look into her friend's green eyes.
Maggie shook her head. "You really are clueless. That man comes back from every run with things for you, and he treats you as the mother of his children. Or did you forget that when he practically begged you with puppy dog eyes to live with him?" Michonne sulked at the ground as she twisted the toe of her worn out boot into the dirt. "And let me not forget about the stare downs you two have. Gosh, I've never seen a man bare into a woman's soul like that. Not since I last saw daddy and mama together." Maggie surveilled the sky in remembrance of her parents. "Michonne, trust me, Rick cares for you deeply. Don't let Super Cuts over there make you reconsider your importance in his life." Maggie grabbed Michonne's free hand and squeezed, she then made her way to the gates to walk home.
Michonne mulled over this information until her thoughts were interrupted by the sight of Carl walking over to hug his dad. "Time to say bye to daddy Ladybug." At that moment she seriously considered handing over Judith to Carl so she could avoid any interaction with Rick, but she took heed of Maggie's advice. As she shuffled over to Rick, Carl, and Jessie, she began to feel subconscious of how her early morning appearance. She had on her usual tank top and tight pants, but having Jessie there made her wonder if she should've taken the extra time to do something with her hair, or at least check her face for crust before she left this morning. Jessie had on a floral white dress and her hair was curled like some 1940s house wife sending her husband off to the war. Then man was only going to be gone for a day, Michonne thought lightly shaking her head.
When she reached Rick, her face glimmered at Judith's excitement to see her father. "Judy wants a kiss from her papa." Rick beamed at his daughter, tickling her as he covered her cheeks in noisy kisses. Although, she was still annoyed with Rick she couldn't help but laugh at their interaction. "Okay, wave bye bye," she imitated a wave and Judith copied it, gurgling at her father. "See you Rick, be safe." She accelerated past Rick before he could interject, but when she reached Carl, she asked if he could take Judith home.
"Everything okay?" Carl frowned.
"Yea, yea, I just wanted to take the long way home, and I didn't want to have Judy out in the hot sun for too long. I'll be home in a bit." She bid Carl a weak smile.
Rick watched the exchange from afar, bothered that Michonne continued to be short with him. He couldn't even read her anymore like he used to, so he planned on talking to her when he got back home.